"Huh? No, no. We had a deal! You're not gonna go out there alone. It's two miles to the hospital! No. No you're gonna stay here tonight!"
Meg got up again and stood before him.
"I owe you. If it hadn't been for you those dogs would've ganked me back there!"
She clicked the door shut and took his hand from the knob, leading him back into the room. As she did so, Castiel felt this weird tickling in his stomach again. His heartbeat quickened. Why?
They sat down on the bed, much like this afternoon: Leg's pulled up, knees almost touching, facing each other. Cas spoke first:
"You don't owe me. If it wasn't for me they would have probably never shown up. Do you think there are gonna be more?"
Meg answered seriously. "No I don't think so. They weren't after you. They didn't know you or me so they weren't set on us. It was a coincidence."
"I hope so."
"Me, too, but I'm still gonna keep that angel dagger around." She pulled it out of her belt.
"I was going to ask: Where did you get that?", Cas wondered, for he didn't remember giving it to her.
"I stole it. It was in your coat. I figured you wouldn't need it any time soon, so I took it."
Cas laughed. It seemed so typical for her.
"I'm glad you did. Otherwise we'd probably be dead now."
They laughed together for a moment, then Cas noticed her still missing shirt.
"I should get you a shirt. Where do you keep them?"
He wanted to get up, but Meg was faster.
"It's okay, I'm gonna get it myself."
He watched her as she walked over to the drawer, took out a white shirt with one arm and walked to the bathroom. Shortly after she came back without the shirt on.
"Looks like I need a new bra, too.", she explained and again walked over to the drawer. After pulling out a black one and once more going into the bathroom, she came back, walking up to where Cas was still sitting, clothes in her hand.
"I can't open it. I can't move my left arm back, otherwise the cut will rip open again. Could you give me a hand here?"
Uh, what?! Oh god. Cas eyes widened. The tickling feeling returned, causing his heart to beat in his throat. She hadn't even touched him! How? No he couldn't, but...but she needed his help. He wasn't exactly in the position to say 'no'.
"Uhm...yes...? How...?"
She sat down again, but this time her back turned to him.
"Open the clasp in the middle and then pull down the strap over my right shoulder."
She didn't seem bothered by the, admittedly, weird situation.
"Oh-Okay...?"
Cas moved closer. Meg pulled her hair over her shoulder to let him see the clasp better. His hands lightly shook as he touched the fabric. A shiver ran down his back when his fingers accidentally brushed her skin. It took him a minute to figure out the mechanism with all the chaos in his head, but finally it opened and caused the left side to fall down instantly. Okay so what was the second part? Oh yes, the right strap. Slowly he pulled it down her shoulder, his thumb caressing her skin yet again. As soon as it was off her shoulder it fell down on its own and Meg only had to wind out her hand. As she sat there, her naked back exposed to Cas, he could barely breathe. A tension built up between them.
Badum...badum...badum; it was his heart echoing in his ears, making him unable to concentrate on anything. He felt a longing, like being pulled out of his vessel and into her. Cas didn't know what to do. His only thought was pulling her close.
He wanted to ask a thousand things and at the same time nothing. What came out was:
"Uh..Wh-What now?", he whispered.
Meg slowly turned her head. She didn't answer, just looked at him, not turning her body, but only her head. When she looked back at the wall seconds later she still hadn't made a sound. Cas was about to ask again when suddenly she turned around and kissed him.
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